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I THE ATLANTA SEMI-WEEKLY JOURNAL, ATLANTA, GA., FRIDAY, MAY 9, 1913. The Half-God by albebt dobrinoton. Author of "THE RADIUM TERRORS,” "CHILDREN OF THE CLOVEN HOOF,” Eto. (Continuation of C Lap ter XVII.) *‘I merely state that Caleret’s Zeu was used by Rochwarne in your opera tion, Mr. Kromer. Having admitted so much, you will naturally ask how it came into your surgeon's possession.” “It would interest me vastly.” Fabian spoke with teeth clenched as one antici pating an unwelcome shock. “I must lay the blame on Bernice Kromer,” Mr. Coombes continued unruf fled. "She first entered the house of a Japanese medical swindler to obtain it and failed because Maurice Engleheart had forstalled her!” Four! burst from the white-lipped Fa bian. “In the name of reason why was it confided to a multitude?” "We have yet to deal with the Japan ese doctor, I fear. Rochwarne is safe for many reasons. My integrity may be depended upon while Bernice is hardly likely to commit herself to any statement of facts. “Was it the Jap Hammersho who killed Caleret?” Fabian asked in a shak ing voice. The elements of a silent tragedy had been briefly unfolded, leav ing him bleakly inarticulate, voiceless almost at its naked crudity. "Hammersho or one of his people,” the old lawyer responded. “It matters little to us, Mr. Kromer. We are mere ly emphasizing your own tragedy now. While Rochwarne himself despaired of your life, Bernice was fighting, ifrith brain and hand, certain forces which had conspired to kill you.” Fabian merely gasped. “It was the Zeu that did more than the surgeon’s knife!” the old lawyer persisted. Bernice outwitted police and assassins to bring it to your bedside. You regard the Swiss Specialist as your savior,” he went on grimly, “overlook ing the fact that it was your wife who placed the healing god in his hands!” Mr. Coombes rose from his seat somewhat* out of breath, trembling slightly from the effects of his argu ment. Fabian appeared dazed, over whelmed by the stabbing phrases which severed so ruthlessly his cold pride and vanity. “You have revealed a terrible story to me, Mr. Coombes,” he began un steadily. “I must have time to recon sider my future plans. I am sorry I ' have appeared harsh and selfish. We must see Bernice before it is too late!’ He walked to the bell and touched it feverishly.*^ A servant entered noise lessly and'stood hesitatingly in the doorway. “Is Mme. Kromer in her room?" Fabian demanded. “Quick, man; don’t stare like that!” The servant flushed at his employer’s unusual manner. “Madame left the house a few minutes ago,” he answered tremenulously. “Did she go alone?” « “No, sir; she took the boy with her.” Fabian dismissed him with a nod. A moment later he turned his stricken face to the old lawyer. “I am push ing along my own tragedy. Mr. Coombs. Have you any notion what she will do?” The lawyer shrugged and wiped his glasses afresh. “I fear she will re turn that Zeu-bulb to the Jap doctor, to a hotel?” he asked, has been harassing her of late, threat ening her with the police, no doubt. Let us go to her room and see if she has taken the platinum tube with her.” Fabian hesitated dumbly for a few moments, then with his handf on the old lawyer’s arm almost staggered from the room in the direction of Ber nice’s apartments. They found everything in order, with scarcely a trace of her hurried de parture. Her clothes were untouched, cabinets and escritoires locked, with the keys in a place known to her maid and Fabian. A patient search of the apartment Don’t Send Mo One Cent fWhen you answer this announcement, as I am going to mail you a brand new pair of my wonderful ‘"Perfect Vision" glasses (known in the spectacle business as “lenses”) absolutely free of charge a» -&n advertisement. 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If you are a genuine, bona-fide spec tacle-wearer (no children need apply) and want to do me this favor, write your name, address and age on the be low four-dollar coupon at once, and this will entitle you to a pair of my famous ^'Perfect Vision” glasses absolutely free Of charge as an advertisement. Write name, address and age below. | DR. HAUX - — The Spectacle Man \ ST, LOUIS. MO. 1 herewith enclose this four-dollar coupon, which you „ r • agreed in the above advertise ment to accept In full and com plete payment of a brand new pair of your famous “Perfect Vision" glasses, and I am cer- & tainly going to make you stick to that contract. My age lfl» r«> o fn.. ■.. Name ■« »rro« ■ iwitir» W4 u. . •* Po,tofflo« HDZUTiim*** r JEt, R,ij;»( Box,,,. State. revealed nothing of the little platinum tube containing the Zeu. A scent of lavender stole upon the white-lipped Fabian as he plunged his feverish fingers in to odd corners and desk drawers. “Bernice has no money!” he almost gasped. “She must return to me sooner or later!” Mr. Coombs, sighed with his face to the wide embrasured window overlook ing the great elm-shadowed park. “I entered your house ten minutes too late, Mr. Kromer. I fear you may spend the rest of your days making up those odd minutes!” These '4 RINGS £«Dd your oiot and addreie and ,i! Bd * ou 12 Baautlful °rl«nul RlDg* to sell at 10 ceoti All the rag a fa New York. nhak aold return us $1.20 and re* tb.ee four Beautiful Rlnw, free, aleo big premium Hat J nearly 60 premiums and how get them. SCHNEIDER CO„ *08 Orient Su, fttejrajfc CHAPTER XVIII. Bernice was not disposed to stay an instant longer at Holmwood than her her Fabian’s stricken look of surprise and scorn, while his parting words of anger struck like blows upon her heart. Yet with Imry beside her she felt her courage quicken. The past had held nothing but terror ana fear of the police. All her efforts had resulted in failure and misery. She had discovered in the last few days some bitter reali ties of life. Fabian’s wealth had never appealed to her. The ease and luxury of existence had always repelled and wearied. Only one link connected heq now wtih the past. It lay in her satchel within the tiny platinum tube where Dr. Rochwarne had placed it. Impulse guided her to the house of the Japenese doctor. Her final set tlement w T ith him was necessary. She had tendered her check for £2,000 as a guarantee of faith. j>he must give him the Zeu and allow him to pursue his career unmolested. The police would trap him eventually. She still had a little money of her own. With it she would return to her father in India, and live her own life among the people she knew so well. Imry exhibited a boyish interest in the shops of Cliftonhurst as they walk ed towards Hammersho’s house. They little fellow was not anxious to return to his former home. Bernice comforted him with assurances of their insepera- mility. They were henceforth never to live apart. This was the last time Doctor Hammersho would see them. Imry must not cry. He must be a brave little man and in twenty minutes they would be in a railway carriage speeding to freedom and the big ship that was to carry them to their own people. The promise comforted Imry, for he had scarcely forgotten the sweet voiced ayah and the laughing-eyed lit tle Hindoo woman who had once min istered to his daily needs. Where was Sonio and Atamari? he asked. Would he see Jehan Singh the toy maker again, the little brown man who lived near the big bazar, some where in Calcutta? Bernice promised they should meet again, and before the assurance had left her she found herself inside the ricketty wooden gate leading to the Japanese doctor's house. O Shani Ma showed himself instantly at the door. She might enter, he signi fied briskly, without fear or alarm. Holding Imry tightly by the hand Ber nice followed him into the familiar back room where she had fired her chemical- charged pistol into the doctor’s aston ished face. He was crouching over the firegate, his thin, spidery hands outspread, his bandaged head bent in thought. He ad dressed her without looking up. “The gods move women to their own Fate! Have you looked at the clock, Bernice Kromer?” She saw that the hands of the little timepiece, over the fireplace, indicated the exact midday hour. He turned almost painfully from his contemplation of the dull red embers In the grate and his face revealed his fierce anxiety of mind. “You have brought the little radium god!” he hazarded in a shaking vonce. *T feel its burning eyes inside your beautiful clothes!” His tone almost frightened her. She recalled Bngleheart’s quick gasp of agony, when, lying on the bed in the German boarding house, the fluorescent rays had struck into his heart. The Jap doctor put out his hand. “Give it to me,” he commanded. “You are playing with the spirits of the un buried dead, with the spirits of people who have perished in flames, in ships, in houses, in jungles, and theatres. Each filament of super-radium,” he went on, his fever-stricken eyes glow ing dully, “holds the white spirits of innumerable dead. This,” he almost tore the platinum tube from her trembling fingers, “this is what scien tists call molecular energy. They think it is something Caleret dragged from his laboratory fire to cure or destroy mankind. They regard it as a material istic god of a crucible—the fools!” Bernice clung to the almost weeping Imry and receded to the door. She was certain that the little man’s mind had become^ destracted by his recent experiences. A secret terror of his spiery fingers and shining eyes crows her past the blinking O Shani Ma standing sentinel in the doorway. The air was sweeter outside. Her mind and body seemed to emerge from a world of bewildering noises and emo tions now that she had parted with tne Zeu. It was as if she had cast an evil spirit from her and was resuming life under freer conditions. A train would take her to the. city, where she could obtain Information concerning the sailing dates of the India-bound steamships. Then in a flash she remembered that in her ea gerness to leave the Jap doctor’s house she had overlooked the cneck for 2,000 lbs. which he had held as security ior the return of the Zeu. Blaming herself for her rash over sight she returned hastily to the cot tage and tapped nervously at the door. It was Hammersho who opened it now, and his features had lost their pain- drawn expression. He saluted her with a n affectation of courtesy. “You have been like a red storm in my life, Mme. Kromer. Blown thither and hither by your whims and caprices, I have, at times, lost my good temper. Why”—he paused, his slant eyes explor ing Imry at the gate—“why have you returned?” “My cheque. Hiogi Hammersho. You have not returned it to me!” Bernice was calm, but inwardly apprehensive of this nerve-shaken adventurer. He raised a nicotine*-stained forefinger to his chin. “I trust Fabian Kromer has quite recovered,” he responded with an evasive smile. “May I ask if he is cognizant of Engleheart’s death, mad- ame? Has he read the papers since his recovery?” Bernice was moved almost to anger by his question. She repressed herself with an effort. “Fabian Kromer has quite recovered. Dr. Hammersho. He is aware of Maurice Engleheart’s death. I have told him everything!” Hammersho stared, at her with lu minous eyes, then looked back swiftly over his shoulder into the passage as though listening to the movements of O Shani Ma in the kitchen. "You may have done right, Mme. Kromer, but I promise that you will pay the penalty of your confession. All men are weak and vain. Vanity is their guiding lamp, vanity of love, of riches, of power. Rob them of one or the other and their flame goes out!” Bernice stamped her foot. “The check, Dr. Hammersho—if you have not already cashed it!” He flushed darkly at her words, then as if overcome by the growing signs of her impatience drew the .check from an inner pocket and placed it in her hand. “We shall meet again, Mme. Kromer. Our stars are irresistibly attracted!” “We shall never again see each other, Dr. Hammersho- If we do,” she -added firmly, “the police shall for ever guard one of us!” She left the garden without a glance at Ills elf-like figure watching her from the doorway. They would never meet again! She repeated the words to her self and Imry as they walked to the station. Never again the wicked little man with the evil ways, the man whose crimes had wrought ruin upon herself and others! What medical schemes would be or ganized now that the super-radium was In his keeping? she asked herself. Of what use would it be to him or his confere, O Shani Ma? From a state of intense preoccupa tion she was aroused by the bustle and clamor of railway porters to a sense of her immediate position. The ticket she purchased at the station entrance was the first step toward the new* life to be. It pained her now to leave England, the land which had shown her its beautiful side, its riches and art. She remem bered, with the ticket tight clutched in her gloved hand, the cultured men and women who had partaken of Fabian’s hospitality, artists, painters, statesmen, and scientists. The few who would recall her would think of her as the woman who had come so mysteri ously into Fabian’s life and as mys teriously left him. Arriving at the offices of the Royal India Shipping company she entered with a knowledge of having heard Fabian mention the company’s name at very frequent intervals. She knew he was interested in numerous com mercial enterprises, his name being added invariably to the committee or ddirectors' list. The office bdre the Impress of a vast maritime organization. The gleam of brasswork and polished doors, the rows of silent clerks filled her with a sense of apprehension and curiosity. In re sponse to a question, a clerk informed her that one of the company’s steam ers would leave Tilbury, for Bombay, at 4 in the afternoon. For the first time since leaving Ham mersho’s cottage she realized that her ready cash was small, and that her cheque would have • to be tendered in payment for her outward passage. Very briefly she explained her inten tion to the waiting clerk and without another glance in his direction drew out her cheque book and fountain pen. The clerk withdrew instantly to an inner room and reappeared, a few moments later, accompanied by a thin, white whiskered man in spotless linen and clothes. Bernice looked up suddenly to encoun ter his exploring eyes. * "Why . . . upon my word, it’s Mrs. Kromer!” he declared in a startled voice. “Really, this is indeed a sur prise,” he added with outstretched hand. Bernice remembered now in a flash having entertained him, once, at Holm- wood, together with a number of direc tors belonging to the Royal India Ship ping company. Also, she recalled the fact of his name being Lorrimer, a cir cumstance which associated him with the directing genius of the big ship ping firm. Mr. Lorrimer had listened to his clerk’s explanation of the strange lady who tendered a check in payment for a passage to Bombay by the next out going steamer. The name Kromer had struck upon his ear; a casual glance at the intending lady passenger revealed the woman who held the reins of power in Fabian Kromer’s household. He was puzzled, dismayed at the unexpected sit uation. What did the journey to India mean? was the question that flashed upon him. The wife of a millionaire director would scarcely undertake such a voyage unannounced. Where was Fabian and the usual press intimations which generally heralded her movements weeks in advance? Something of Mr. Lorrimer’s conster nation was apparent to Bernice. She was determined, however, to secure a passage in the outgoing steamer. All her scruples had gone. It was in no man’s power to prevent her leaving Eng land. Pushing the check across the counter, she answered his surprised question unfalteringly. “I must ask you, as a favor, Mr. Lor rimer, to allow me to proceed to Bom bay in the outgoing steamer Havelock. I am paying a surprise visit to my fath er. May I rely on your good faith in the matter?” “Oh, absolutely, absolutely, Mrs. Kro mer!” the manager hastened to say. “Of course we should have preferred you to sail in the Clive, a much finer vessel than the Havelock. Still, if you have decided to go, we shall do our utmost, In the short time allowed, to make you comfortable.” Bernice chatted lightly for several minutes before leaving the office. The check, Mr. Lorrimer assured her, was quite superfluous, etc. It would always be a pleasure to the* company’s officials to win her respect and esteem. In the ci^y Bernice purchased many articles of clothing necessary for her self and Imry during the outward voy age. An hour later found "her journey ing in a firstclass carriage to Tilbury, where the blue and, white funnelled steamer Havelock lay berthed along side the whalf. In his city office Mr. Lorrimer sat puz zling over the fact that the wife of a millionaire director was about to sail for India with no more ceremony than a steerage passenger. (Continued in Next Issue.) fa fa M IN N. I POLICE SCANDAL Four Inspectors Convicted of Conspiracy to Obstruct * Justice (By Associated Press.) NEW YORK, May «8.—Until sentence is passed next Friday no one knows just what move will be made by counsel for the defense in the case of the four for mer police inspectors—Sweeney, Thomp son, Hussey and Murtha— all found guil ty last night of conspiracy to obstruct justice. Each faces a year in prison and each is also under indictment for bribery. It w’as intimated at the district attorney’s office today that it may rest with the defendants themselves whether they are to be tried on the bribery charge. If their lawyers make a fight against the verdict Just returned it is under stood that District Attorney Whitman will press the bribery cases, which in volve a felony, and carry, on conviction, a. much heavier sentence than the pris oners now face. If on the other hand, the defendants expiate the crime of which they now stand convicted, Mr. Whitman may not push the remaining cases. The conviction of the demoted police inspectors, Dennis Sweeney, James E. Hussey, James F. Thompson and John J. Murtha, on charges of conspiracy to obstruct justice, by a jury which re quired less than forty minutes to reach its verdict last night, was declared by District Attorney Charles S. Whitman today to be likely to lead to “still more important work” in clearing the police situation. No explanation, however, of what further action is contemplated was forthcoming. The results thus far of the ten months’ war to end the police system’s “carnival of graft” have included the conviction of or pleas of guilty by ten policemen and the conviction of several associates In crime. The list begins with Lieutenant Charles Becker, who was convicted last October of the instigation of the murder of Herman Rosenthal, in July, because the latter threatened to expose police graft. In November four gunmen were convicted of the same crime and sent to Sing Sing where, with Becker, they are under death sentences. The Becker-Rosenthal case led to a general investigation of the sale of po lice protection for vice and crime. Rev elation were made which forced Police man Eugene Fox and Captain Thomas W. Walsh to pleas of guilty of brib ery, a confession to grafting by Police man James E. Wrenn, the conviction of John J. Hartigpan, a patrolman, on charges of perjury, the conviction of Policeman Thomas F. Robinson on charges of extortion and the conviction yesterday of the four demoted police inspectors on charges of conspiracy in plotting to buy the silence of a witness against them. HEFLIN WILL MAKE GETTYSBURG ADDRESS For the First Time Since 1863 Southerner Will Make Memorial Address (By Associated Press.) GETTYSBURG, Pa., May 8.—For the first time since the dedication of the Soldiers’ National cemetery in 1863, the Memorial day address at Gettysburg this year is to be delivered by a southerner. Corporal Skelly Post announced yester day that an invitation to make the ora tion had been accepted by Congressman James Thomas Heflin, of Alabama. BI*ACK HAND AND WHITE SLAVE CHIEFS ARRESTED (By Associated Press.) DENVER, Col., May 8.—Rose Hart, alleged leader of a “white slave” gang, and Alexander Rossi, accused as the head of a “black hand” band operating in Denver, were arrested at midnight by Sheriff D. M. Sullivan. During in cidental fighting the officer was severely beaten. Sheriff Sullivan arrested the Hart woman on orders from the grand judy investigating alleged police graft ana vice conditions in Denver county. A crowd insisted that the sheriff release the woman. After Sullivan had fought for half an hour against the crowd, a man struck him over the eye with a pair of brass knuckles. Sheriff Sullivan, releasing his hold on the Hart woman, turned upon his latest assailant. Instantly a man s arm encircled his neck and the woman disappeared. Sheriff Sullivan, with the aid of sever al police officers, then arrested Rossi m front of a hotel a block away. The Hart woman went to the city police station, where she told her story to Chief of Po lice O’Neill, who released her without bond. WARFARE WHEN BILL Militant Tactics of Suffra gettes Held Responsible for the Defeat of the Suffrage Bill by House of Commons (By Associated Prs*s.) LONDON, May 8.—An attempt to wreck the ancient St. Paul’s cathedral by a bomb early today is attributed to militant suffragettes. The verger who conducts sightseers through the massive edifice was making his rounds at about 8 o’clock this morn ing when he heard a ticking sound near the high altar. Upon investigation he found hidden a heavy parcel. He im mediately placed it in water and hand ed it over to the police, who found a suffragette newspaper wrapped up with the bomb. This attempt and the placing of two other bombs in other parts of the city this morning made it appear that mili tant suffragettes had entered anew on their havoc-working campaign as a se quel to the defeat of the woman suffrage bill in the house of commons last night. Shortly after the discovery at the Cathedral the police found a similar bomb-like package on the stops of a newspaper office in Fleet street and a tin canister believed to contain explo sives was picked up on the steps of a wholesale drug establishment near St. Paul’s. No arrests were made. It is doubt ful whether the police have clews to the identity of the bomb placers. The bomb from the cathedral was ex amined by the police and government experts. It was painted black and con tained two detonators attached to an electric battery. It was filled with slugs of a substance resembling coal. There is no doubt, the police say, that it was placed by militant suffragettes or per sons in their employ. “Small, but powerful,” is the police officer’s description of the bomb. When it was taken to pieces it was discovered that it was timed to explode at mid night, but a derangement of the clock work retarded the explosion. Apparent ly only this accident prevented untold damage to the cathedral. The general public is admitted to the choir and aisles of St. Paul’s cathedral between 11 o’clock in the morning and 3:30 in the afternoon. BESIDE BISHOP’S THRONE. The cathedral was closed entirely at 6 o’clock last evening, and it appears certain that the bomb was deposited before that hour. It was found be neath a chair beside the bishop’s throne at the head of the choir. The dean conducted an even-song near'the bishop’s throne last evening, but neither he nor the bishop then no ticed the package. Plain clothes policemen have been on duty at St. Paul’s for several weeks for the express purpose of preventing militant suffragette outbreaks, but they observed nothing wrong last night. Several parts of the cathedral, usual ly opened t° the public, were closed today. Suffragette, “arson squads” were also busy early this morning. They burned down a pavilion on the cricket field at Bishop’s park, Fulham, in the west end of London, and set fire to an unoccupied house at Finchley, in the north of London. Suffrage placards and quantities of chemicals were found in the vicinity of both fires. TOWNSEND GIVEN POSITION AT ST. MARY’S BY WILSON WASHINGTON, May 8.—President Wilson today nominated Sinclair* C. Townsend, of Georgia, to be collector of customs for the district of St. Marys, Georgia. CASTOR IA For Infants and Children. The Kind You Have Always Bought Bears the Signature of ESTHER MITCHELL, LAST OF TRAGIC QUADRIANGLE, COMMITS SUICIDE (By Associated Press.) VANCOUVER, British Columbia, May 7.—Lin Toy, the pretty girl who ruled Vancouver’s Chinatown and who com mitted suicide here Monday, was in re ality Esther Mitchell, central figure In one of the most sensational criminal cases in Seattle’s history, according to evidence brought out at the coroner’s inqtiest yesterday. In 1906 after Miss Mitchell ran away from her home at Corvallis, Ore., in company with Franz E. Crefeld, a leaden of a “holy roller” sect, George Mitchell, a brother of the girl, followed them to Seattle and shot and killed Crefeld In a crowded business street. After a sensational trial Mitchell was acquitted. When he went to the train to return to his home in Oregon, his sister went to the station to bid bim good-by. \ As he turned to go, his sister shot him through the head. She was trie# for murder and acquitted on an In* sanity plea and sent to the Wester* Washington hospital for the insane, where she remained until 1909, when she escaped and disappeared. Two years ago it was reported she was living in Chintown, but no effort was made to apprehend her. Mrs. Crefeld, who accompanied her husband and Esther Mitchell in their flight from Corvallis, was arrested as an accomplice of the murder of George Mitchell, but committed suicide while in the jail Awaiting trial. Len Toy, as Esther Mitchell was known after her flight to Vancouver, was a power in the Chinese quarter and ruled like a queen. She was a member of a secret society and it is believed fear of revenge for some wrong sh© was accused of by the band caused her to commit suicide. Indians With War Paint Invade the Treasury of U. S. WASHINGTON, May 8.—-“Wampum, wampum, we want wampum,” was the guttural demand made upon Secretary McAdoo today by four stalwart Indians in war paint and feathers. The unarm ed secretary of the treasury, essentially a man of peace, was perplexed, and sought counsel to learn how his prede cessors had repulsed Indian attacks up on the treasury in the past. Dr. Charles Miller, chief of the war rant division, who has picked up bits of the Indian tongue by drawing govern ment checks for various tribes, ap proached the red men. They confided that they wanted their share of the $800,000 which belongs to the Sioux tribo of the Pine Ridge reservation in South Dakota. The Indians were armed with docu ments from the interior department in dicating that part of the money was due them, and they thought the place to make collection was directly from the cash drawer of the government. Secretary MAdoo referred them back to Secretary Lane, who must make the dsbursements. Druggist Saves Life By Selling Quinine Instead of Cocaine (Special Dispatch to The Journal.) % MACON, Ga., .May 8.—After swallow ing what he thought was cocaine tablets but in reality were only quinine tablets, ) W. D. Hooks, a Macon city fireman, sent for Rev. C. B. Curry, of the East Macon Presbyterian church, to pray for him as ho slowly passed away. 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Remember—It’s Bottled-in-Bond And every bottle sealed with the Govern ment’s official Green Stamp over the cork— your assurance that it is fully aged, full 100,% proof and full measure—as good and pure as it is possible to produce. A Wonderful Offer No one else offers a BOTTLED-IN-BOND whiskey at our price of 80 cents a quart— Enclosed find 80 cents for which send me ONE full quart > bottle of Hayner Private Stock Bcttle-in-Bond Whiskey— j - - 5 express paid—as per your offer. It Is understood that If this ; no-one else would pay the express charges 2 Whiskey is not found as represented and pleasing to me In j rx-n o tf. | ___ j _ *£ every way—my 80 cents is to be promptly refunded. Thia i on a one quart shipment as we are doing. | is my a rut order. We Stand The Loss Shipping one quart, express paid, means a loss to us—but we want your trade—and we know when you have tried this whiskey, you will be so pleased with it, that you will send us your future orders for four quarts or more. THE HAYNER DISTILLING Distillery 1 Address Our Day ion, Ohio “ r, Ohl ” ‘ R-26 GUARANTIED OnDER THe FOOO A NO DRUG! AIT JUNt 30 1906 SERIAL NO. 1401. hayner * rRIVATESIOat'’ WHISKEY BOTTLED IK BOND hayner distilling compact oirnuBiy NOit m DISTRICT.RWtOP* "“Jana o>rcu*ioiifi>PKi(W» t* 1 *" 1 * n M«uaTY.Mi>. jAaaMM.'SU o*rro«,OH!0. SBrwjgiA = Name 3 Address ^ TiiiiiiiitiiiiiiiiijiiiitiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiimiiiiiiimiiiiiitiiiiiiiiiiiiiMiiiMiiiiiiiiNHiw Orders from Arlz., Wyo.. Colo., Mont, and all states West thereof must call for 11.00 for one quart—express paid. 14-N CO., Department R-26 Boston, Mans. St. Paul, Minn. FREE TO YOU—MY SISTER Free to You and Every Sister Sur> erlng from Woman’s Aliments. I am a woman. I know woman's sufferings. I have found the cure. I will mail, free of any charge, my horn* trotf- moat with full instructions to any sufferer from woman’s ailments. I want to tell all women about this cure—yau, my reader, for yourself, your daughter, your mother, or your sister. I want to tell you how to cure yourselves at home with out the help of a doctor. Men cannot understand women’s sufferings. What we women know from oxporianco, we know better than any doctor. I know that my’home treatment is safe and sure cure for Leticorrhoea or Whitish discharges, Ulcirition, Dis placement or Falling of the Womb, Profoto, Scanty or Poiofol Periods, Uterine or Ovarian Tumora, or Growths; also pains ii head, back and bowels, bearing down fastings, narvoaanaaa. craaplng faaling up the spina, melancholy, desire to cry, hsj flashes, wearlaass, kidney, and bladder troubles where caused by weaknesses peculiar to our sex. I wont to send yon a complete tan day’s treatment entirely free to prove to you that you can cure yourself at home, easily, quioklr and surely. Remember, that.il will coat you nothing to give the treatment a complete trial; and if yon wish to continue, It will cost you only about 12 cents a week or less than two cents a day. It will not Interfere with your work or occupation. Just sand mo your noma and •ddrast, tell me now you suffer if you wish, and I will send you the treatment for your case, e *jtirely free,in plain wrap* per, by return mail. I will also send you frao of coat; my book— WOMAN'S OWI MEDICAL ADVISER with explanatory Illustrations showing why women suffer, and how they can easily cure tnemselvea at Lome. Every woman should have it, and learn to think for herself. Then when the doctor ■ays-— “You must have an operation,” you can decide for yourself. Thousands of women hav® cured themselves with my home remed simple home treatment which sp Painful or Irregular Menstruate Wherever you live, I oan refer you to ladies of your own locality who know and will gladljr tell any sufferer that this Homs Troatmant really curia all women's diseases, and makes women well, strong, plump and robust. Juat send ma your addrasa, and the free ten day s treatment is yours, also the book. Write to-day, as you may this offer again. Address bars. m. summers. Box 327. • South Bend, Ind., U. 8. CDCP ONE FULL QUART STRAIGHT rltcc: KENTUCKY WHISKEY This quart of whisk* y will not cost you one cent; we want you to try OLD R. B. GRAINOEIt Straight Kentucky Whiskey at our expense. This is not blended, compounded or rectified stuff, It is a straight Kentucky Whiskey, thoroughly matured, highest medicinal, pure, rich, mellow with an aroma and flavor that will appeal to the most discrimi nating Judge. We are not like moet distillers, quoting a dozen 'dlfefrent prices. We have one brand, one price and devote all our time and energy to It, and If our goods fall to pleaae you, your money back, for we have nota- mg else to offer. Cut out Mils ad. and sand It with $2.11, and we will tmd you S Full Quarto ol OLD R. B. GRAINGER Straight Kentucky Whiskey Express Paid. Test the free quart, compare it with the most expensive whlkey you know of, and then if it is not absolutely satisfactory and the best whiskey you ever tasted, keep the free quart, and return the balance at our expense, and you money back by return mall. Could you suggest a more liberal proposition? Remember, you take no chance, we take all the risk, and we stand all the expense If we /all to please you. Send your order to the nearest point. R. B. GRAINGER DISTILLING CO., Inc. Louisville, Ky., Kansas City, Mo. D si w-eww TwrmKHwpee The New Annie Dennis . Cook Book Free Annie Cook m By special arrange ments with the publish- at. f ers, we have secured a neW limited number of The New Annie Dennis Cook Book, which we are going Dennis t0 ^ ve awa ^ our su ^* senbers. This book has been revised, enlarged and Book improved; contains 360 pages of up-to-date re- c i p e s. The publishers would charge you one dol- Price $1.00 ] ar f or this book, and are selling them every day at that price. But we are going to give you a chance to get it FREE. v Send us one dollar for— THE SEMI-WEEKLY JOURNAL . . 18 months. WOMAN’S WORLD MAGAZINE . . 12 months. FARM LIFE 12 months. We will send you The New Annie Dennis Cook Book FREE. Use the coupon below. The Semi-Weekly Journal, Atlanta, Ga.: Enclosed find $1.00. Send me The Semi-Weekly Jour- nal 18 mo.; Woman’s World 12 jpo.; Farm Life 12 mo.; and mail me FREE of charge the New Annie Dennis Cook Book. NAME P. O R. P. X>. So.. ..STATE